San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-05-09

whole drama or passionate but unnap-
Ply love. Carl gradually wandered from
the text of the music he was playing,
and keeping the theme, improyised up
on ii variation after variation. Either
from the nature of Frazolina's dancing,
or overcome by his own feeling, he
found himself running into minor keys.
At length the strain became so sad and
exciting that he could endure it no
longer, and with an abrupt minor chord
he stopped playing. AS he did 50 the
beautiful dancer sank on her knees be-
fore the duke, with a gesture of pas
siOnate appeal, like slave beseeching
freedom. He raised her up, compli
menting her upon her wonderful dane
ing. As doves wing changes in the
sun, her mood changed. With mock
ing laugh she sprang up and danced
gayly out of the salon, humming the
air to which she had danced. When she
returned she was in the widest spirits,
and kept them all in continued laughter
by her absurd and daring remarks. But
BrOgni laughed only to cover his bitter
ness. Lady CastlefOrt had accepted for
herself andMlle. StOccati the dukes invi-
tation to witness with him the opening
dukes carriage being reserved for Lord
Castlefort.
Donate remained moody and silent
until the duke had withdrawn, and then
he crossed the salon to the side of Fra
zolina. She was sitting on low seat
by an open French window leading into
the garden. AS he approached she lift
ed a hooking face, and made some tri-
fling remark upon his sad face. He
made an effort to control himself, but
in vain.
as this your love for me?" he asked
in low, intense tone. What is the
Duke di Mocciri to youp He has wife
alreadyp
She looked at him in mingled sorrow
and surprise, but burst of merriment
instantly succeeded.
Am then to be scolded by your"
she cried, and before he was aware Of
her intention she sprang up and escaped
through the open window into the gar
den.
He hesitated moment and then fol-
lowed her. 1t was near midnight, and
the late risen moon was just pouring its
light over the world. He searched and
called, but without effect, and he turn
ed at length to reenter the villa. AS he
approached the window he encountered
prepOsterOus presumption to your lady
ships hand. Have you told her%
Il have told her nothing, Carlo mio,"
replied Violetta, earnestly, but she
knows. / can tell that from the tone in
which she speaks to me of you. She
knows, am sure"
Her companion was silent. 1t had
often struck him that Frazolina pos
sessed remarkable power of intuitiye
perception. He could recall many Oc-
casions upon which she had quietly as
sumed in him preference or preju-
dice, and always correctly. Perhaps in
the present case his love for ViOletta
was sufficiently apparent for detection
by a female eye only of ordinary keen
ness; yet when he considered the slight
grounds upon which FrazOlina must
have founded her conclusion, he could
Thinking of this he walked silently
by his companions side, until they sud-
denly were made aware by the sound of
voices of the close proximity of BrOgni
and Frazolina. Stealing forward, in
tending to come upon them unawares,
Carl and Violetta became involuntary
listeners to the beginning Of the follow
ing conversation before they were con-
scious of its nature; and then being I'M
able to retreat undiscovered they stood
in doubt until the others had with
drawn.
ut is nothing new to you" they heard
BrOgni say. You have seen my love
from the first evening we met. could
not have hidden it if would,
Have l hidden my love for your
Frazolina asked, in a voice full of feel
3And yet you say we can only be
friends!" he returned, in voice of
mingled Impotence and passion" Where
did you learn that intolerable word
friendl"
as my friendship worth so little to
your" she said, sadly. "Do you forget
that since 1 love you l suffer as you
yourself do? That | suffer my own sor-
row, and yours tenfold more deeply?"
Forgive mel" he cried, Il am half
madl l am all selfishness, and your
goodness but makes me more wild if
must lose you. Why must this be? Is
there no way"
For tonight" she interrupted him,
"for tonight let us be happy. Let it be
enough that we love. All! Is not that
enOughp"
Enough" he exclaimed, passionate
ly. Enough 1t is madness! If you
hated me could leave you and life to-
gether, but now"
"If you love me-" she cried, "do not
upbraid me. Let us be happy now. Why
cloud the present with the future? II
is not my will that separates us, but
destiny. Let US wrench from the hand
Of fate the present, since to her must
be given the future"
"Destinyl" returned Brogni, exulting-
ly. Destiny! will overcome destiny
since you have me. You are right, we
will be happy now. fear no future
while you love mel"
"Ah, my love-" she said, "it is too late
to overcome my destiny"
"Too later Hord sen,prei There
shall be no too late"
"Violetta," Lord CastlefOrt said, when
the two were left alone, I'VE have heard
nothing but the birds in the honey
suckle."
"Or your music" she answered, look
ing into his eyes. "But one cannot for
get your music, Carlo nliO"
you cannot, foolish One," he return
ed lightly; and yet he felt nameless
pain at the mention of his music.
why is my music always associated
with FraZolinaP" he asked himself in
sad perplexity.
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